Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Philip. That is well knowne, and as I thinke one father:
Philip. But for the certaine knowledge of that truth,
Philip. I put you o're to heauen, and to my mother;
Philip. Of that I doubt, as all mens children may.
Eli. Eli.
Eli. Out on thee rude man, yu dost shame thy mother,
Eli. And wound her honor with this diffidence.
Phil. Phil.
Phil. I Madame? No, I haue no reason for it,
Phil. That is my brothers plea, and none of mine,
Phil. The which if he can proue, a pops me out,
Phil. At least from faire fiue hundred pound a yeere:
Phil. Heauen guard my mothers honor, and my Land.
K. Iohn. K. Iohn.
K. Iohn. A good blunt fellow: why being younger born
K. Iohn. Doth he lay claime to thine inheritance?
Phi. Phi.
Phi. I know not why, except to get the land:
Phi. But once he slanderd me with bastardy:
Phi. But where I be as true begot or no,